Got Foobies?

OK, so I’ve been slammin’ busy lately (writing, holidays, yada yada yada), but I just couldn’t help meandering over to one of my favorite blogs, Lemon Margaritas, when I saw the headline “I Need a Shower.” I thought maybe she was joining the ranks of dirty girls out there (like me) who can’t find the time (or motivation) to shower.

Turns out she’s a dirty girl for a much better reason that I could ever claim…

She’s getting foobies. In case you didn’t know (I didn’t–what planet do I live on?) “foobies” is a term for fake boobies. Duh. Only Susan’s not just getting yer run of the mill boob job. She’s getting reconstructed boobs after her double mastectomy due to breast cancer last year. And she hasn’t showered in about a week because it’s part of the post-surgery regime. Actually, she gets a bit more specific than that (can you say hand grenade full of draining body fluid?), but you’ll have to read her blog to find out the full gory details. I’ll just echo her “eeewwwww” sentiment. But, hey, anything for foobies.

Anyway, the reason I mention all this is because every now and then you stumble upon something you never thought you’d find interesting or entertaining, and then–whoops!–there you go feeling interested and entertained! By foobies and a timeline for reconstructive surgery and surgical drains of all things. Being someone who’s never had breast cancer touch wood, I never thought a breast cancer blog would speak to me. But this one does.

In fact, it inspires me. Which seems reason enough to pass it on. So, go now. Read about what Susan’s life is like as she’s getting foobies for Christmas. And marvel at how this world packs sorrow and joy into the same big sloppy punch.

Happily even after,janna
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